Page 77 of Forget me Knot
I glance at my reflection in the rearview mirror, noticing the flush on my cheeks and the sparkle in my eyes. I look different. Happier, more alive. Is this what being truly desired does to a person? Or maybe it’s the fact that I feel safe. Even out here in the middle of a country road in the back end of beyond without my scent-masker, I feel safe. I know I have three alphas who would move Heaven and Earth to find me if I went missing. But more than that. Jack’s bite on my wrist, brings a certain security. I wish he had mated with me. I wish they all had, but I understand their reluctance when I wasn’t in a position to agree with my heart. Not that it would change anything. I would do it now. I know it’s what I want.Theyare who I want. I have three alphas, a soon-to-be-pack, and a future I never dared to dream of.
I pull up outside Forget Me Knot, relieved to see that everything looks normal. There is no sign of Nigel or any other threats. Still, I can’t shake the feeling of unease. I should have worn my scent masker to the bank. What was I thinking? Why didn’t I replace the spare in my car when it ran out a few weeks ago?
But these questions are easily answered. Before Jack, Sam, and Max, I would never have forgotten. Never. Not once. Now, they fill my mind and make me feel safe and protected, and it’s making me careless.
Inside the shop, I’m greeted by the comforting scent of the flowers. I take a deep breath, trying to relax. There’s work to be done, orders to fill. I can’t spend all day daydreaming about Max and our steamy encounter.
But as I move around the shop, arranging bouquets and tidying displays, my mind keeps drifting back to him. To all of them. Jack, with his quiet strength and unwavering support. Sam, with his easy charm and infectious laughter. Max, with his intense gaze and passionate touch.
How did I get so lucky?
“You’re back,” Jack says from behind me, making me jump.
“Yes, sorry, I should’ve come to say.”
He shrugs. “It’s okay. I’ve been holding down the fort. Mrs Higgins came around looking for some herbs. I let her help herself from the garden. I hope that’s okay?”
I smile and take his hand, giving it a squeeze. “More than okay. Thank you for keeping an eye on things.”
He nods and then looks away. “Did you sort your errand?”
“I did. It was those fucking Wednesday flowers for Max.”
He narrows his eyes. “Wednesday flowers?”
“From the secret admirer.”
“Oh.” He pauses as he weighs his next question. “Do you know who they’re from?”
I shake my head. “Seriously, no idea. It was all anonymous. Just an omega who smells like cherries.”
“Cherries…” He trails off.
“Do you know who it is?” I jump on his hesitation.
“Hmm?”
“You look like you know something!”
“I don’t know a thing,” he mutters, but he is avoiding my gaze, which is annoying as fuck.
I’m not pressing him, though. In the grand scheme of things, it doesn’t really matter.
Jack pulls me into a hug, and I can feel the steady beat of his heart against my chest. It’s comforting. He places a gentle kiss on my forehead before releasing me. “You’ve been with Max this morning?”
“Yes. I just told you, I went to deliver those flowers.”
He chuckles. “No, I mean,beenwith him.”
My cheeks heat up. “Oh, yes. We may have had some steamy sex in an interview room at the bank.”
Jack lets out a snort of amusement. “Hope none of the old stuffed shirts know about that. The scandal would break them.”
Giggling, I shake my head. “I don’t think so.”
Jack pulls me closer to him, running his hands up my skirt to rest them on my bum. “Not fair, though, that he gets you and I don’t.”
“Oh, my,” I mutter and fan myself as the door opens, and Max storms in like the devil himself is on his arse. “Saved by the mad alpha. Max? What’s wrong?”
